Save the Abusive Heroine

Jiang Nan was in the company at the moment. Hearing what Shao Xingsong said, his hand holding the phone couldn't help tightening:

"What did you find?"

"Sword, red sword!"

"Red sword? I do remember that someone set up a set for me before, that is, a red nail was buried on the roof of "Yimian Sinan", which Xiaomiao said was called the **** nail.

That little nail made many people in "Yimian Sinan" feel like they'd seen a ghost, and they didn't know what the sword actually did? "

Shao Xingsong was silent for a moment:

"Brother Jiang, I want to meet Xiaomiao, and I also want to...meet and laugh."

Jiang Hainan didn't respond, but instead paused and asked him:

"It's okay if you want to see Xiaomiao, but if you want to see Xiaomiao, then have you made a decision? I can still find out two or three points of Xiaomiao's temper. If she cares about people and things, you will neglect her. No matter who you are, you can't be nice to her.

You should know what happened to the Huo family in the past two days after you came back. Although there was a reason for the Huo family to plot against the Jiang family, the fuse was because Huo Yunqing's son bullied Xiaoxiao. "

Jiang Nan said this, but he didn't say more, but Shao Xiongsong was shocked. He was silent for a long time, and then slapped himself fiercely:

"Brother Jiang, I know what to do. When they threw Xiaoxiao out, I asked them if the recording was still there, and when the patriarch forced me to set up a document, I will let them get what they deserve. punish."

After Shao Xingsong finished saying this, Jiang Hainan only answered and said that he would help him tell Jiang Miao and hung up the phone.

It's just that although the phone was hung up, Shao Xingsong sat there in a daze for a long time, and then raised his hand to cover his face and smiled. This was a smile mixed with a bit of bitterness and a bit of indistinguishable emotions.

Before returning to China, Xiaomiao and Xiaoxiao were not related, but they were able to deal with them neatly when Xiaoxiao was wronged.

That was Mr. Huo, he had a hunch, if it wasn't for Xiaoxiao's incident, he would probably not have handled Mr. Huo so neatly.

That was the Huo family that even today's Shaw Brothers didn't want to tear up easily.

In terms of protecting Xiaoxiao, his biological father is not as good as a little girl who is not a relative.

Shao Xingsong thought of this and felt extremely ironic, after all, he was a dereliction of duty as a father.

Jiang Miao got Jiang Hainan's letter, and did not reply immediately, but watched Wen Xiao, who was playing alone in the toy room, walk over slowly, and sat cross-legged beside Wen Xiao:

"Child, what did you think about that day?"

Without raising his head, Wen Xiao dropped a triangular block on it:

"Smile doesn't like Papa Pine."

Jiang Miao was stunned, and suddenly thought of the father that Wen Xiao called after Jiang Hainan and Shao Xingsong talked on the phone that day.

It turned out that at that time, the child's father was the pine tree father in her subconscious.

"Why don't you like it?"

Wen Xiao didn't pay attention, and the building block just put on collapsed. Wen Xiao looked at the building blocks scattered all over the floor, feeling a little depressed, and didn't speak for a long time.

"Xiaoxiao can't remember, Papa Pine is not good for Xiaoxiao."

Jiang Miao helped Wen Xiao to slowly take back the scattered building blocks, then held her little hand and started to build the foundation of the castle.

"Why is he not good at smiling?"

Children generally don't remember things until they are three years old, but some children have an extraordinary memory.

And Wen Xiao was just a little smarter than ordinary children. Hearing Jiang Miao's words, Wen Xiao's thoughts were taken away by Jiang Miao, and she recalled the blurry picture in her mind.

"So happy for the community, laugh, give to others; toys, laugh, give to others; dress, laugh, broken."

Jiang Miao held Wen Xiao's chubby little hand, couldn't help but move, and then rubbed Wen Xiao's hair:

"That's your real dad, do you really want to go back with him?"

Wen Xiao lowered his head and said nothing.

Jiang Miao knew that there was no way a child would not love their parents, even if their parents did many wrong things.

Wen Xiao lowered his head and thought for a long time, then raised his head:

"Can my sister go back with Xiaoxiao? My sister protects Xiaoxiao, and Xiaoxiao is not afraid."

Wen Xiao looked at Jiang Miao expectantly, but Jiang Miao thought about it and said:

"That's your home, and your sister's home is here, but even if you go back, you can come and live with your sister for as long as you want. This is your second home."

"Second home?"

"Yes, in the future, if Dad will give Xiaoxiao's favorite food to others, give Xiaoxiao's toys to others, and break Xiaoxiao's little skirt, Xiaoxiao will come here!"

After listening to Jiang Miao's words, Wen Xiao finally no longer hesitated and stretched out her fleshy little hand:

"Then, sister and Xiaoxiao pull Gogo!"

"Hang the hook-"

"a hundred years…"

"never changed!"

Jiang Miao was stunned for a moment, and Wen Xiao ignored the building blocks and rubbed into Jiang Miao's arms:

"Always older than a hundred years, Xiaoxiao know!"

Wen Xiao had a proud look on her face, and when she saw Jiang Miao couldn't help laughing, she couldn't help pinching Wen Xiao's cheeks.

"Smart ghost."

Jiang Miao and Wen Xiao discussed it and agreed to meet Shao Xingsong.

The next day, Shao Xingsong came to the door alone, carrying a black box half a meter long.

Before Shao Xingsong entered the door, Wen Xiao couldn't help covering his nose with his little hand:

"Sister, it smells so bad!"

Jiang Miao took out two cotton **** that had been prepared a long time ago and handed it to the child to block his nose, and then saw Shao Xingsong walking in.

As soon as he came over, Jiang Miao saw the black energy almost condensed in Shao Xingsong's arms.

Shao Xingsong took a deep breath and walked over and put the box on the table.

Jiang Miao did not let Shao Xingsong continue to speak, so she opened the box, looked at it, and frowned:

"This is, the blood of the black cat has been watered for seven, seven and forty-nine days, and the blood sword has been cultivated for seven years in the land of Yin and evil."

After Jiang Miao finished speaking, she raised her hand to inject the golden light of merit and virtue all over her body into the sword body, held the blood sword in her hand, and with a light shock, the black qi Qingke above it dissipated into the air.

This made Shao Xingsong, who had always felt tightness in his chest, instantly feel refreshed.

After Jiang Miao finished all this, Jiang Nan came back.

Jiangnan:

"There doesn't seem to be anything strange, or is it already over, Xiaomiao?"

Jiang Miao glanced suspiciously at her cheap father. She deeply doubted that her father came back so quickly, not for the sake of brotherhood, but to open his eyes.

In short, to eat melons.

Jiang Miao's suspicious eyes made Jiang Nan look embarrassed, and then Jiang Miao started talking about business:

"The evil spirit on this blood sword has been eliminated by me. Now he is an ordinary sword. It is extremely difficult to brew this blood sword. I don't know who cares about your Shao family's luck."

How can an ordinary iron sword withstand such a heavy evil spirit?

Shao Xingsong didn't know about it, but Jiang Miao made some calculations in his heart, and then sneered at 3344 in his mind:

"This world consciousness really does whatever it takes to abuse the heroine!"

3344 was almost frightened by Jiang Miao's sudden voice:

"Emma, ​​host, can't you say hello when you say hello? It scares people to death!"

"Small trash has no right to protest! This world is, really, interesting."

Interesting, she wanted to destroy it.